in the darkness i lie,
thoughts breaking down
my door and bringing
stolen images and
memories with them-
(all of that hopeless
blue boy)
because sometimes
i wish i could go back
to the exact moment when
it all started and cut him
out of my timeline in
completion-our existences
growing apart as regret
lessens her grip with a
new course of fate while
the months blur on by-
but i’m still continuing
forward, on a single lined
path that will only cease
with my breath, for sorrow
still knows how to choke up
my throat with a sudden
rememberance at dawn, the
dream still lingering around
the sides of my head like
poison-ignoring the pain from
past faults and struggling not
to want the sound of his soft sighs
with hungry lips pressed up gently
against my ears once more